wriothesley catchall

[disingenuous]

I HAVE COME TO UNDERSTAND FRANCY SO WELL

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[frostfist]

[ when essek also becomes someone's boyfriend, my needs are simple

while wriothesley would love to let bygones (invasions of memory privacy) be bygones, i need to wrangle at least one sliver of meaningfulness out of roxana. he studies her a moment, then gestures. ]

I hear talking about your troubles often helps. Though you don't strike me as the type of person to enjoy much talk.

[disingenuous]

[ why can't that be wrio? why can't.... both needs be met at the same time? wressek...?

WREK

PLEASE WREK IS TOO GOOD TO PASS UP

anyway, i'm going to report you to the mods for your ic/ooc divide. i, too, want them to have something meaningfully platonic. ]

There are many things I can talk about, but what would you like me to say? I was expecting to be a hostage.

[frostfist]

[ the way i saw wrek and thought you were about to make a shrek joke. i would do it for a shrek-themed ship name tbh. ]

Is that a situation you find yourself in frequently?

[disingenuous]

[ I BELIEVE......

she shakes her head. ]

I am not often in a situation where I can be taken so easily. This was a surprise in more than one way.

[frostfist]

[ that sounds about right, actually, given both what he's heard and what he's seen. ]

How'd it happen this time, if you don't mind me asking?

[disingenuous]

[ she has only known him for two days and had as many conversations with him. ]

I don't think those details are important.

[ unfortunately, she must be difficult. ]

[frostfist]

[ it's her prerogative to be difficult. ]

Perhaps not to you, but they are to me.

[disingenuous]

For what reason? We've only just met.

[frostfist]

[ he spreads his hands. ]

Isn't that the perfect time to get to know someone? We're all stuck here for the next few weeks anyway, if my understanding of these things is right.

[disingenuous]

We will be contained her for the next few weeks, but usually, people start with, what are your hobbies? What's your favorite color? Not how did you get captured?

[ she smiles and keeps her voice and tone light. ]

[frostfist]

Fair point. But most people also don't meet over being murdered.

[ normal rules do not apply to them here. ]

[disingenuous]

I'll acknowledge that point and concede enough to say I don't wish to tell you.

[ at least this isn't a straight up deflection. wowie.

he can make a guess from the hints in the memory. ]

[frostfist]

[ you are so generous in assuming that i have even one iota of critical thinking in my body. i should have played an idiot. but he will at least let her have her rejection. ]

Not even over a cup of tea later? [ kidding. ] Well, if you do ever change your mind and are interested in talking, I'm always happy to listen.

[disingenuous]

[ i'm not saying you have to or that you should. just that you could, if you wanted.

she smiles at him. ]

I won't object to having a cup of tea, if you'd like to ask about something else.

[frostfist]

[ tearfully comes back after memshare week is over to finally give you a memshare ]

I'll happily accept an excuse for a cup of tea. Any particular flavor you're fond of?

[ not that she gets a chance to respond, another fun and friendly gust of wind immediately swirling around them and then depositing them into.....an office, though it's dreary and dark and faintly damp. a mournful tune plays gently in the background and on the desk are assorted stacks of papers, though perhaps the certificate of dukedom award to one (1) wriothesley that lies at the forefront is the most interesting. the newly appointed duke himself stands behind his desk, frowning at something in his hand - a light blue glass ball encased in a golden frame. after another moment of contemplation, he pins it to the back of his coat and then heads out. there's not much to say about the journey itself, up a slow-moving elevator and past a silent path and then across a narrow waterway while sitting in an odd motorized trolley before he finally steps out and heads towards a grand building in the near distance.

inside, a neatly uniformed creature motions for him to follow, leading him to a door and ushering him inside into yet another office (though this one is much more brightly lit). behind the desk is a robed man (i'm not going to link neuvillette), who rises at wriothesley's entrance. his expression is polite, his bearing regal, but there's something almost akin to joy in his eyes as he steps around the desk and forward.

"Congratulations. You have found something you wish to do at last, I see." ]

[disingenuous]

[ the french of it all....

she has no idea what a vision is or what it means, but it's easy to see it means something. she can tell he may have been underground. ]

Congratulations?

[frostfist]

[ very sharp perception, roxana, though her congratulations do make him chuckle. ]

For what, the title? I never asked for it.

[disingenuous]

Can't you be congratulated for it still? Unless it's something you want to discard and walk away from.

[ but the fancier looking man (neuvillette) made it seem otherwise. ]

[frostfist]

It has its uses.

[ he's not blind to the influence and power that comes with having a title. ]

Still, all I did was manage a production facility. Seems a little excessive, don't you think?

[disingenuous]

I think you're making it sound simpler than what it is. Titles aren't usually handed out for free... it's either someone paid an exorbitant amount of money or some kind merit that can't be dismissed.

[ it's more of a comment about general nobility than trying to pry. ]

[frostfist]

I prefer things when they're simple. Though life is usually anything but.

[ anyway. ]

I doubt it'll change anything on your end, but you can continue calling me just Wriothesley.

[disingenuous]

Our titles don't mean anything here, so I've never cared to uphold them or have anyone be more formal with me.

[ not that she stopped anyone from being formal or calling her by a title either. ]

I prefer things simpler, too.

[ she just makes things complicated because life is just that way. ]

[frostfist]

It's a shame you've found yourself in a place like this then.

[ though now he's curious. ]

What would your ideal day be like? Or is that another question you'd rather not answer?

[disingenuous]

It's not any worse than my life at home.

[ she'll give that to him for free. ]

Ideal days are so hard to come by. I've told many that I would like to have some time to rest.

[frostfist]

Why not take one of those days here? It won't be the same as the real deal, of course, but it's always possible to lose yourself for a few hours.

[ maybe she can go on a hot air balloon ride for a bit. ]